#fairies poems on Hello Poetry

Belle Victoria Apr 2015

maybe my time comes when yours is over

what is the point of living when everything is perfect
when the sky is always filled with beautiful stars
the boys and girls they all liked her, everyone did

this girl had flowers in her hair but demons in her head
she had long purple hair what made her look like fairy
she always was a little bit more magical than the others

it was the past that was following me
a one way ticket straight down to hell

it was that moment when I looked Lucifer right into his eyes
I knew there was no turning back, my soul was forever his

this girl was too young to be this sad, too wonderful to be this mad

she was only seventeen
and her world was made of lies
living on the streets, trying to survive

her smile was always gold
her tears were always silver

but her heart was darker than the deepest sea

maybe someday everything will be alright.

#dying #stars #devil #perfect #angels #magic #fairies #seventeen

Priscilla Leglette Apr 2015

Fairies in the Psychiatrists Office

jesse and i used to play games of fairies as children. i still have the drawing book which we gathered "facts" from. her crazy neighbor (with basically ten siblings.Mormons) played the games with us, but she too lived them. we put out "food" for them, ran from evil spirits, used powers to fuel the plot, ran through the trees and down hills, and used leaves, sticks, the weather, and even sounds in the wind to move the story. we grew to dismiss it as child's play (though i can't speak for the girl), but it was real. it was as real as anything, and affected us more than all else. our childhood was a fairy-tale it just didn't get a "happily ever after" in cursive at the bottom of the page. it was magic all the same.

#memories #dreams #wish #magic #childhood #dwell #fairies #psychiatrist #office #psychologist

Sam Hain Mar 2015

The Triolet

The ballerina's pirouette:
   This is the little triolet.
Within a faëry scene and set
The ballerinas pirouette
To a limpid midnight minuet
   In Thumbelina-esque ballet.
The ballerina's pirouette:
   This is the little triolet.

#ballet #fairies #triolet #ballerina #thumbelina #fairy-tales #st-patricks-day #saint-patricks-day

Judypatooote Feb 2015

A FAIRY CALLED SPARKLE PLENTY...

While relaxing in my chair
And looking outside
I thought I saw
Something small fly by.
What was that?
I ask myself
So I got up to check
And to my surprise.
Sitting on a leaf
Was a beautiful fairy
She was Looking around.
I said HI
She said HI
She said her name was
SPARKLE PLENTY
And she was loosing her SPARKLE.
She look so sad.
I've lost my way
To my friends house she said
For she was having a tea party.
I even reserved a mushroom
To sit upon
By the time I find her
They'll all be gone.
SPARKLE told me that without her Sparkle
She couldn't see very well,
Now what will I do?
I invited her in for a cup of tea
A cup called WildChiald...
And as she sipped her tea
She described where her friend lived.
Under a pine tree
At a place called The Shrine.
Oh my dear SPARKLE I said
Follow me...
She jumped on my shoulder,
And we ran out the door.
I took her to her friends house
With fairies galore.
There was an empty mushroom,
Her SPARKLE came back
She turned to me
And said THANK YOU FRIEND,
A FRIEND in NEED
Is A FRIEND INDEED....
Even if it's a Fairy
Called SPARKLE PLENTY...

By Judy

There is nothing more fascinating then a beautiful fairy. So tiny and the imagination can make her into a real beauty...that's the child in me talking...lol

#imagination #fairies

Shawn Callahan Jan 2015

From a Thousand Daydreams

I am from a thousand daydreams.
I see fairy dust lingering in the sunlight,
dancing around me, opening a world
of two massive castles against a lunar sky.

The battle bell rings,
And the fight for power begins.
Two different armies,
using magic and strength, to gain control.

I am from the leader of kings,
and i am the warrior princess,
with the power to win,
and the heart to rule.

The fire fury in the warriors' eyes
sends chills down each spine,
The last battle cry and the final slice,
ends the war, in my favor.

I am from the triumphed bevy
of gleaming armor and the perspiration of power.
My people cheer to the angels above,
as the sun rises, washing away, the ****** sky.

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#power #daydream #fairies #dreamer #warrior #victory

WickedHope Dec 2014

Clap Your Hands If You Believe In Fairies, Or Rather Let Me Cut Them Off

forget about me
but don't forget about me
because if you forget me
i'll die
i'm like tinkerbell
if you stop believing in me
i'll die
if you forget about me
i'll die
but i want you to forget about me
so i can have peace
and try to forget about you
you need to get out of my head
please
i can't evict you
i don't have that kind of strength
so i need you to remove yourself
i need you to metaphorically die
so i know you won't come back to life
like you've been doing
stay dead
stay away
stop making me fall apart
every time you say
**hello

What. The actual. ****.

#need #death #die #hello #please #forget #cut #fairies #twoam #deargodwhatswrongwithme

Pride Ed Dec 2014

The Autumn Faerie’s Rebirth.

Leafy loss born of the sunset;
The clinquant remains before the frosted evening
Encircled her form of jeweled pirouette,
As summer sighed with peaceful dreaming.

The fading firelight shimmers out again,
As she wades through the diaphanous aether.
She wanders slowly through the darkling glen,
As her feet pressed upon the crinkled embers.

The skeletal limbs of the trees welcome her.
Divine, yet earthly in grand rufescence.
She delights in their desire as harvest moon stirs,
Awakened and humbled by her elegance.

Yet another prompt for allpoetry. :)

#moon #beauty #night #autumn #fairies

Sylvie Barton Nov 2014

Dear Millie

my mum's just told me about
all's the fairies that lives under our house
our house, millie, our house and that they'res
the ones who keeps making
all the smashings because they'res
clumsy and she says that the sticky
puddles are the fairy dew and that they'res
just bad at cleaning ups
and she says you gotsta leave them a silver
dollar and then they'll
sing a fairy song and
when mum and pa shout it's because they're
trying to scare off the fairies
because all the really do
is make a mess of things, millie
but sometimes this makes the fairies mad, millie
and they kick and my mum showed me
where the fairies punched her in the neck
and she also told me that when the police came last weekend
to put my father in the back of their car
it was because he had seen the fae
and he was to be a witness in their grand court
and my mother cried when she told me this

i'm not quite sure i believe in fairies anymore, millie

sort of a loss of innocence thing, I don't know

#broken #abuse #father #loss #growingup #mother #fairy #family #innocence #fairies

lea Oct 2014

Orchidaceae

Explore the timid quiet night life;
Hear the billows of the gushes of the wind
And the orchestra of the grasshoppers
Within the blades of the knee-high grass.
And as the fairies and nymphets,
Dance under the umbrellas and mushrooms
And the star-clusters of constellations,
Walk past through the lane where lovers embrace,
And you, all alone, with no lover or so,
Just have to fall in love with whatever there is
To fall in love with.
The wax of Artemis, and the wane of Diana
Beams at you in static cinema-like spotlight;
The ghost of a girl with a battered heart
And the dew-damp earth and rain
On an empty 10pm cafè
And the scent of a purple paradox,
Oh, it’s death and so lively magic,
Fill the night.

Pick a petal,
And pick another one
And feel the stardusts coming into life.

#flowers #time #night #nighttime #magic #fairies #orchids #free-verse